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We're Comin' Lyrics - Singles - Guy

Y'all thought we was jokin'? 

Beat is bomp, that's right, yeah 

That beat is bomp, bomp, bomp 

Bomp, bomp, it's the G yo 

 

Everybody, can I have your attention? I got something to say 

Y'all lame-ass small-change cats, hunt's y'all like prey 

Bring it to ya raw, no-cut, flow nuts like cashews 

And yo' comments, keep 'em to yourself, nobody asked you 

 

If I had to I'd throw something hot at you that'll leave you cold 

C'mon dog that ain't platinum, you dipped it in white gold 

Come between anything I love, surely you stop breathin' 

And y'all thought Guy was out the game but sorry, you're not leavin' 

 

You won't believe me until you see my name 

In a star, carved in pavement 

Y'all think this hard 

Well, wait 'til I go up in the basement 

 

I'ma tell you this once, fuck sayin' it twice 

I inhale cold, exhale blowin', turn it to ice 

Your time short, honestly I'm tired of hearin' y'all frontin' 

Guy-2K featurin' Brett watch out, we're comin' 

 

Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh huh 

 

We got it locked and we got the beats that'll rock, you're not 

You better be careful not to blow your spot 

And you better work hard, it's gonna take a lot 

'Cause we're comin' 

 

We're from the streets from the heart of the woods 

Straight to the beach, talk shit, nigga better watch your speech 

Or get yo' ass blown straight off your feet 

'Cause we're comin' 

 

We're comin', competition is not 

All you wanna-be cats get to runnin' 

Nigga, I'm slick wit it pourin' shit hot one drop 

And blow your spot, do you think you can beat me? 

 

You counterfeit and you can't handle the way 

Now you wanna drop a remix, it's a little too late 

Try'na cop my style, it won't work, stupid nigga 

Put down the mic before you get your shit bent up 

 

We got it locked and we got the beats that'll rock, you're not 

You better be careful not to blow your spot 

And you better work hard, it's gonna take a lot 

'Cause we're comin' 

 

We're from the streets from the heart of the woods 

Straight to the beach, talk shit, nigga, better watch your speech 

Or get yo' ass blown straight off your feet 

'Cause we're comin' 

 

We're back on top, you better run for cover 'cause we can't be stopped 

Keep poppin' shit money, it just might get dropped 

'Cause you didn't know we got that shit on lock 

We keep on, nigga we're comin' 

 

So don't think shit sweet 

I'm 'bout to drop another million by the end of the week 

You can't stop it, might as well run and cop it 

You bitch ass niggas can't flock it, we 

 

We got it locked and we got the beats that'll rock, you're not 

You better be careful not to blow your spot 

And you better work hard, it's gonna take a lot 

'Cause we're comin' 

 

We're from the streets from the heart of the woods 

Straight to the beach, talk shit, nigga better watch your speech 

Or get yo' ass blown straight off your feet 

'Cause we're comin' 

 

It was y'all who thought 

This shit was a joke 

I wouldn't lie 

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